But in this way, Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing would rather not.
Think of the taste of the cold soup, cold Shaoheng stomach immediately began to suffer, eyebrows tightly together, the face of resistance and unwillingness.
But there's no way. If Shen Qingqing knows that he doesn't drink the cold dispelling soup, he will be angry.
Compared with her anger, Leng Shaoheng decided that it was better to drink Quhan soup.
"Alas..."
Leng Shaoheng sighed heavily, helpless and headache, it seems that this bowl of cold soup, he is unable to escape.
So Leng Shaoheng carries the bowl of cold soup again, goes to the tea table, sits on the sofa, and then connects the video phone call from Shen Qingqing.
Seeing Shen Qingqing's face appear on the mobile phone screen, Leng Shaoheng feels that the day's suffering and fatigue are all gone.
"Wife." Leng Shaoheng showed a smile and called softly.
"Husband." Shen Qingqing waved to the mobile phone. Seeing that Leng Shaoheng's nose was red, Xiumei immediately wrinkled and her eyes became worried.
"Why is your nose so red? It's stuffy. Have you been blowing your nose?" Shen Qingqing guessed.
"It's just a little stuffy. It's OK. It's not a big problem." Leng Shaoheng shook his head with a smile, but there was a heavy nasal sound in his low and hoarse voice.
"Again." Shen Qingqing frowns and looks at Leng Shaoheng painfully. Her eyes are worried.
She knew that Leng Shaoheng didn't want her to worry, so she cheated her.
"Well, drink the dispelling cold soup quickly!" Shen Qingqing looked at the soup bowl in Leng Shaoheng's hand and urged, "have you finished taking a bath?"
"It's been washed."
Leng Shaoheng replied, his heavy eyes fell on the bowl of cold expelling soup, with obvious resistance on his face. Just looking at it, he wanted to feel nauseous, not to mention drinking it for a while.
"Just wash it."
Shen Qingqing nodded and continued to urge, "drink the soup quickly, then cover the quilt to sleep, sweat, and let out the cold. Maybe it will be OK tomorrow!"
The corner of Leng Shaoheng's mouth gently stirred up, thinking how the disease could get better so quickly. The recovery cycle of a cold is generally about a week, but he still answered, "good."
As the voice fell, Leng Shaoheng thought about it and closed his breath. Then, under the supervision of Shen Qingqing, he drank the hard bowl of cold expelling soup.
"Drink slowly." Shen Qingqing saw that he was in such a hurry to drink that he was concerned and reminded.
Leng Shaoheng finished the soup, then motioned the bottom of the bowl to Shen Qingqing. Because of the bad smell and resistance, the man's brow turned into a Sichuan character.
"All right, finished." Leng Shaoheng forced down the discomfort in his stomach and didn't let himself vomit out.
"Good, good, then go to sleep quickly!" Shen Qingqing urges Leng Shaoheng to go to bed.
After drinking the cold expelling soup, you should cover it in the quilt and sweat, which will help to recover the cold, "lie down quickly! Good night, my husband
Said, Shen Qingqing to the mobile phone to do a kiss action, "this won't be infected?"
Cold little constant pressure stomach discomfort, eyes show doting smile, followed by a kiss to the phone.
The voice is low, with a bit of hoarseness, and a strong nasal sound, but it sounds like a different kind of sexy and charming.
"Good night, my wife. You should have a rest early. You should cover the quilt at night. You always like to kick and roll in the middle of the night."
Speaking of this, Leng Shaoheng's eyebrows slightly frowned, and his face was a bit worried.
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